I have to say that An Yu's office is a good place. I ate a few pieces of beef in it, a pack of biscuits and a bowl of instant noodles, and I felt extremely satisfied.

Looking at the time, there was still about an hour left. I looked around in An Yu's wine cabinet. There was no white wine, so I poured myself a glass of red wine. Then I took his Big China in my mouth and turned on his computer. No.

Soon I fell into the legendary story of a man named Li Xiaoyao.

I didn’t expect that guy An Yu even had a fairy sword installed in his computer, and he actually liked fairy swords. I thought his only hobby was women.

While playing with Fairy Sword, I felt that I was very familiar like this. Why was it so familiar? I thought about this question carefully, and then I discovered that as the years went by, I became more and more like my master in everything I did.

In those days, wherever my master went, he always had to eat, drink, and enjoy himself before starting to work. When I was a child, I deeply despised my master's ungraceful style. I didn't expect that when I grew up, it turned out to be the same.

It's terrible to be subtle. Thinking about it, I broke out in a cold sweat.

Time passed quietly, and in the blink of an eye, it was still 5 minutes away from 11 o'clock. It seemed that An Yu's company was not a breakthrough. I stood up and stretched, and put the emperor's ruler on my belt and put it in my trouser pocket.

Carrying a Sanqing bell and a willow whip in his hand, he set out like a second-rate man.

"Whatever image you want, our lineage doesn't talk about that. It's easy to get it. If you say I look like a gangster, I'll whip you." This is the profound education Master gave me, and I have always kept it in my heart.

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There is a certain image of a master, and there is a certain image of a disciple.

This time I didn't bother to ring the Sanqing bell when I went out. I was afraid that the key guy wouldn't come to the door. So I walked out loudly, only to find that the big office was extremely quiet, and the corridor was also quiet.

What is going on? Is it the calm before the storm? I don’t want to think about it. As I learn more about it, I feel more and more that the method of the person who made the layout is unorthodox. The more unorthodox it is, the more traceless it becomes.

It turns out that he did not use our Taoist techniques, but I also intuitively felt that they were not Nanyang techniques.

Although my knowledge of Nanyang's techniques is limited, I still know a little bit about it. His technique is not very similar to Nanyang's technique.

To be precise, Nanyang's techniques generally have quick results and are very effective. It can also be said that the results are particularly 'relentless' and would not be so tepid, like boiling a frog in water. If the woman hadn't happened to be pregnant,

What happens is just ordinary little things.

I'm just afraid of this. Before a certain time, the key things won't show their effects. Maybe I have to use some tricks to bring out the key things.

Thinking like this, I came to the elevator. Since I greeted An Yu, this office building was not like before tonight. After 10 o'clock, the elevator stopped running. An Yu left a special one for me.

Elevator in operation.

When the elevator arrived on the second floor, the time had already pointed to 11 o'clock. To be precise, it was already 2 minutes after 11 o'clock, but the surroundings were still surprisingly quiet and particularly 'clean'. Even the gloomy air that permeated the corridor had faded.

I've read a lot, and this strange situation makes me a little uneasy.

I stepped into the elevator. Maybe it was a blessing to my soul. I suddenly thought of a problem and glanced in the direction of the toilet. I suddenly discovered a problem. The one meter radius around the toilet door was particularly dirty, and the Yin Qi gathered there.

, so that it feels a little foggy and hazy in the eyes.

I ran out of the elevator and rushed to the toilet. I swore that I definitely didn't have diarrhea, but I suddenly thought of a somewhat incredible possibility, that all those ghosts were hiding in the toilet!

In terms of Feng Shui, toilets are usually built in bad positions. Maybe architects don’t know the specific Feng Shui, but the location of toilets in a building is more particular. This kind of emphasis actually coincides with Feng Shui. Maybe it’s

The position is not exactly in the evil position, but it is not far off. This is a very wonderful inheritance.

The architecture at that time was relatively conscientious. Unlike some buildings today, which have all kinds of chaotic apartment types and do not follow any specific methods at all.

Generally, the toilet is in the unfavorable position, which has the meaning of being dirty and suppressing evil. However, once it cannot be suppressed, it is the favorite place for "good brothers" to stay, because the unlucky position is darker and has a stronger negative aura.

It's comfortable to stay and you feel safe hiding inside.

So, I thought about this strange possibility. All the ghosts on this floor are hiding in the toilet. What are they hiding from? This situation has no rules. It seems that the only way to find a breakthrough is through them.

While I was thinking, I rushed into the toilet. As soon as I entered, my whole body was filled with a strong sense of discomfort. This is where I struggled, where people were hiding, but I had to rush over to find clues.

There are ways to protect myself, but I can't use them because if I use them, it will probably be regarded as a provocation. So why should I get clues?

I can only mobilize all the power of my body, clench my fists, let the breath flow, drive the blood, and make my aura stronger instantly. 'Good brothers' don't talk about emotions. Yin and Yang are originally opposites, and their aura affects

Coming to you is inevitable.

Standing at the door of the toilet, I took a deep breath. The next moment, I finally opened my eyes. What a courageous act.

Although I'm not afraid of ghosts, I haven't seen many ghosts. Now I might see a group of ghosts squatting in the toilet for a meeting. Isn't this brave? So, I have to take a deep breath.

When I looked at it from the sky, the first thing that caught my eye was a bunch of gray or black air masses. Their divisions were irregular, but the scene was shocking enough. They were densely packed all over the toilet.

On the ceiling, on the ground, and around me, I have to know that they do not exist in the body of the house. Naturally, there are no gravitational or physical limitations. Of course, they can float everywhere.

The next moment, as the eyes of the sky gradually became clearer, these air masses began to turn into a personal image. To say that it was scary, it was actually quite that. After all, there was no life, no blood, and no clear shape of a 'person'.

Who looked so embarrassed? You could say it scared me, but that’s impossible.

Just imagine that I squeezed into a bus. Isn’t that what buses are like? When people are crowded, you will see densely packed heads and expressionless faces.

Ghosts have a sensitive sense of touch. When you see them, they will notice you. This is good. I finally got addicted to being an idol in the toilet. It is like being watched by thousands of people!

You don’t even turn your eyes!

Seeing a ghost and communicating with a ghost are completely different things. It can hear you when you speak, or rather it can only feel your emotions and consciousness. However, if it is not specifically targeting you and wants to express something to you, you are listening.

I don't see what it said.

At this time, people can only communicate with them in a semi-conscious state. This degree is difficult to grasp and difficult to achieve.

Just like a ghost wants to ask you for help, you are usually half asleep and half awake, and only in a hazy state can you see and hear, but you can't see clearly or hear clearly, and it is even difficult to remember it afterwards.

It said something.

There is a reason for this, because you communicate passively, even with some resistance! But it also shows how deep the boundary between yin and yang is.

But why is it so difficult to get me? Who am I? My master’s disciple. The next moment, I simply sat at the door of the toilet.

Then, I took out the red rope and started to tie a knot on my veins. This knot is equivalent to an upgraded version of the Cynomorium knot, called the Yang-Guan knot, which closes the Yang energy throughout the body instead of locking it so that it can no longer

It flows and is no longer connected to the Yang Qi from the outside world.

The one is closed and closed, and the other is only accessible but cannot be exited.

But this knot also has the same effect as the Cynomorium knot, that is, people's vitality and yang energy gradually weaken in the eyes of the outside world. It is a way to keep the body and the soul half out of the body.

In fact, I don't know if this is an out-of-body experience, but I know clearly that once this knot is tied and combined with thoughts, people will be in a semi-awake and semi-hazy state.

The purpose of the Cynomorium Knot is to dilute one's own yang energy, making it easier for ghosts to get on the body, or not to hit the fragile soul.

This closed Yang knot is for communicating with ghosts.
Chapter completed!